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I pull in at 2.30 AMFrom Gate 6Seat 37DWhere passenger baggage must not contain radioactive material.Up Route 116 to South Mandelle Hall,Back to school. Ring the bell. Walking blues.Past Lower Lake where nothing stirsExcept for lampost flicker outside Village Commons.

12.00 Meet Katie for lunch outside Art MuseumWhere Hetch Hetchy Canyon 'stimulates inquisitive looking'.Then we lie on Skinner Green with The Bostonians, lip balm and playlist no.1.Next week we will compare immigration, healthcare, politicians in "Taxi!"Repeated by sandy-haired boys.We will stand in the place of American revolutionariesBut do nothing. Instead "Where you guys heading?" and the promiseOne day we'll be out in the rain and suddenly everything'll change.

Minuteman Express. Amherst BookshopTo be [re] born in Dickinson's doorway.We hold hands with an Amherstian girl talking of lacklustre educationAnd friends that we hardly know.Thursday 13th 1.30 PM Meet Sarah and Emily in NorthamptonIce-cream with a Rock n' Roll twist as fools fall in love over american pieOutside the winters are too cold and the summers are over too soonSo today and always I will carry my clear plastic umbrella.

To the greenhouse for a slice of your soil,To the Bookmill for a taste of your choco beer,To Skinner Mountain for a picnic on a cliff face,To Hangers for a concoction of short skirts, sticky chickens and chardonnays.Yours is the first face that I saw.Back to hers, to dozy lightening, to misty drinksWhere my mac slowly endures intoxication.Walk with me Suzy Lee.

Saturday 15th 11.20 PM lit up snowmen mark out your doorWe're here to live and swing on front porchesI don't know youBut parties we likeShow and tell, free beer and music frothing out of basements.Playlist no.1 notes contradiction:Getting by just fine here on minimum wageBut being here too long, it's time to move.